Yi Beihan stared at Xia Yan with a cold expression, motionless, as if he was really thinking about something.

A Zhan, who was standing aside and did not dare to move easily, saw the scene in front of him. He finally let go of the panic in his heart and was able to take a steady breath.

It was so scary just now, he almost thought that the knife in the young master's hand would really slash his wife's face.

If that knife really goes down...

A Zhan didn't dare to think about it any further.

Xia Yan was still lying under Yi Beihan, with tears in her black eyes. She asked him in a choked voice: "Yi Beihan, do you still remember who I am?"

She wanted to know whether Yi Beihan was awake or delirious now.

The expression on Yi Beihan's face suddenly stiffened, and he murmured two words: "Drugs."

Xia Yan was almost desperate. She screamed at him like crazy: "You are recovering from drugs! What other drugs are you thinking about? Isn't it enough that drugs have harmed you like this?" She didn't care about her own safety at all.

"I want drugs, drugs, drugs..." Yi Beihan said with empty eyes. He stood up and didn't look at Xia Yan again, but he never hurt her with a knife.

Azhan found the right moment and wanted to take away Yi Beihan's sword, but Xia Yan, who was behind Yi Beihan, beat him to it.

But with Xia Yan's strength, how could he be Yi Beihan's opponent.

The bright red blood hit the ground drop by drop. Xia Yan's hands firmly grasped the knife in his hand. The blade cut through the flesh and drew warm red blood. Xia Yan did not feel how painful it was.

, looking at the person in front of him with tears in his eyes, Xia Yan

He sneered: "Stop being like this and sober up, okay? You are Yi Beihan. You want to quit drugs. How can such an excellent person like you turn yourself into such a virtuous person... I know him.

You are not like this."

"Madam! You are injured!" A Zhan exclaimed, but still did not dare to come close.

But Yi Beihan held the handle of the knife firmly in his hand, not daring to move at all.

He looked at the woman in front of him with clear eyes, and couldn't help but scold him for being stupid in his heart. How could she be so stupid as to rush up to grab the knife from him?

Doesn't she know how sharp the knife is and how painful it will be if it cuts her body?

With how strong she is, how can she try to win the sword from him?

"Hurry up and wake up, Yi Beihan. Just hold on a little longer. Just one week. You will be back to normal in just one week." The palm of his hand stung like a knife. Xia Yan cried and spoke, her voice trembling and her body shaking.

, the pain in the hand will increase by one point.

"Stupid woman..." Yi Beihan shouted, and immediately released the handle of the knife.

A Zhan, who was standing not far behind him, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master, are you awake?"

"Go and call the doctor." Yi Beihan said, and Azhan quickly agreed and ran to find the doctor.

Xia Yan let go of her hands, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang. She stood there, her feet numb, spreading her bloody hands, and looked at him with tears in her eyes: "You're finally awake, are you?"

"Don't you feel pain?" Yi Beihan stared at her hands and took a deep breath. Why was she so brave? Didn't she know that he was going crazy at that time?

How dare you say so many things that challenge his limits, and why do you still try to take the knife from his hand?!

She smiled and said to him: "Sometimes I really feel cheap. Why do you treat me like this? We have come to this point, but I still have to get involved with you. I have obviously decided to start well."

It’s a new life…”
Chapter completed!